Panicking would've been bad for the baby, and I shouldn't have been doing that. But now that in fifteen minutes, the doctor was gonna get here and check me, and then deliver my daughter; that terrified me. Vic's absence made it even worse.

When I was in labor with Jonah, it was at our apartment when I went into my 13-hour labor. And, Vic was there to drive me to the hospital, to call our family and friends, to hold my hand and let me squeeze it off because I was in tons of pain. This time around, I had my mom. Believe me, I love the woman to death I mean she gave birth to me and raised me, but I just really needed him here.

He's my best friend. Even though I tend to blame his career choices for a lot of the issues going on in my life, it wasn't even his fault. He was doing was he loved and what he felt was real to him. I on the other hand was miserable with my own job and was happy to be out of work for there months. I began to think about my life choices and if they made sense. If letting Vic finish inside of me that night was a good idea; Would I be here? I wasn't so sure.

I was so anti-marriage two years ago and here I am about to have a fucking baby with the man that loved me so much that he jumped on a fucking plane from Seattle to be here for me. How do other band wives-moms do it? How can they go into labor and give birth while their husbands are out there in Japan and shit playing shows? How am I supposed to get used to this? Even more importantly, why the hell am I still complaining about this? It's not even about Pierce the Veil. It's about how much I fucking love Vic Fuentes that I would hold his daughter hostage even though she wanted to come out early, just because I needed Vic to be here. Was that selfish of me?

Was it just for my own benefit or was it because I really needed his daughter to know that her dad was here when she was born. If he didn't make it, I'd resent him for it. I already know myself.

"Olivia! Liv!" My mom shouted me out of my daze that I had fallen into. Damn, these drugs are something huh?

"Yes? What?!" I shouted back, my eyebrows furrowed because I was determined to hold her hostage. I was determined to hold Babygirl hostage.

"Did you miss all of that? Mija, you're at ten centimeters. Doc says you're ready to push." My mom informed me.

"I'll be right back, okay?" Doc said, once again swiftly leaving the room for a couple of minutes. I think she saw I was ready to have a panic attack.

"Mom, I can't. I can't have my daughter without her father here. I can't do it. I won't do it." i said sternly, crossing my arms over my ginormous and gross mom boobs.

"Olivia Rose, you don't really have a choice now. That baby isn't going on your time -- you're going on hers."

The doctor came back in and her face looked like it said 'Ready When You Are, Girl.' across it. I wasn't ready. I couldn't be ready. God dammit, Babygirl do you really have to be a month early? I even asked you to come on time.

I took a deep breath and looked at my mom, "Fine. Let's do this." I smiled half-heartedly already feeling the ache of my other half's absence. This isn't how I had envisioned this birth.

I positioned myself and the Doc and nurses did so too, my mother grabbing my left hand so I could squeeze the life out of it. It was go time. No stopping now.

Seconds later, there was a frantic knock on the door and I sighed, "Are you kidding me?"

The door swung open without anyone letting the other person in on the other side and that's when I saw the beautiful dark brown waves of none other than Vic Fuentes. My heart sank then floated back up as if I could throw up and he exclaimed, "I'm here. I'm here!" His eyes started watering as soon as he laid eyes on me.

"Oh my god." I said before letting out an incredible, stressful sob. He immediately wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tightly, rubbing his hand against my hair that was picked up in a loose bun.

"Livvy, I'm so fucking sorry. Oh my god. I'm here. I'm here." He kept repeating, making sure I was sure that he was in fact here.

"Vic, I'm glad you made it." My mom smiled before gesturing Vic to take her spot and then letting herself out of the room.

"Ready baby?" He asked me and I nodded, really scared for becoming a mother of two babies. That means when I go to restaurants I'll have to say four instead of three. I'll have to get four tickets to Disneyland instead of three.

Doc smiled, "Alright, let's have this baby!"

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After what felt like 10,000 hours of pushing, my baby girl was finally here. Vic held her and I won't ever forget the look in his eyes as he stared at his little baby. He couldn't stop smiling and crying, and neither could I. We let Jonah come in first by himself, since it was his sister after all.

"Oh my goodness," He said so softly. "That's my baby sister. Dad, what's her name?"

"Yeah Vic, what's her name?" I winked over at him, preparing myself for the worst honestly.

Vic gleamed, "Her name is Lily Paige Fuentes."

I smiled even harder, "I love it."

"I knew you would." He kissed my head and we let Jonah carry her as he sat down on a nearby chair. It was just us four for a bit, then our family filed in. The girls coming in one together. Mike was here, I didn't even know he was here. Apparently, he came with Vic. He didn't want his brother to be alone.

"I have a niece. Lily. I love her already." Mike said softly while looking down at Lily as he carried her. "I'm gonna buy you everything you want. If you want a pony, I'll get you a pony."

I giggled a little, finding Vic's hand and holding it. "We both look so busted right now." I joked, knowing he and I looked beyond sloppy. I had newborn baby all over me and he still had sweat from his show; since he didn't get to shower and all.

"I think you look great." He rubbed my hand with his thumb.

"I'm glad you made it. I was really scared you weren't going to make it."

"Livvy, I wouldn't miss this for the world. Even if she did come a month early." He smiled before kissing me on my lips.

"I love you."

"I love you, too. Get some sleep. You had a long, long night." He said, noticing my eyes were fluttering shut anyway. And I did just that.

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Two days later, we were able to go home and be on our own now. PTV cancelled the rest of the tour, and their fans totally understood. I mean, Vic had a baby to take home! Everything was peace and quiet. Even Jonah was being quiet and that's hard for him to do.

Having a girl was completely different for us. She was definitely a happy baby, than goodness. My mom offered to stay with us for a couple of weeks and she did, just to help us out. We'd only had a boy before, never a girl. And it felt like a lifetime since we were ben around a newborn.

We were all downstairs. Vic was helping Jonah with this Lego tower, and I was carrying Lily in my arms as she was sleeping. I looked at my boys and at my baby girl and I don't think I'd ever felt more whole in my entire life. Having a family does that to you. All I know is that I'm beyond grateful for each of them.

Notes

WELL? What do you think?
A little dramatic and suspenseful there, huh? And what are your thoughts on Liv's thinking in the beginning of this chapter -- i.e. still not being comfortable with the whole My-Man-Is-In-A-Band thing?

There's gonna be a couple more chapters, then this whole Olivia-Vic story is finished!
Thanks to all those still invested in the story, I know I've been terrible with writing and keeping up with it. All my apologies.

Tell me your thoughts!

XOXO,
Amber